Su Chen and the other generals immediately revealed doubtful expressions and discussed animatedly.
"Lord Divine Emperor, Ye Liushui wants to negotiate with you at Drifting Cloud Mountain?"
"There must be something going on. Ye Liushui must be up to something. Lord Divine Emperor, please reconsider!"
"Lord Divine Emperor, does this have anything to do with the White-Robed Killing God? Why does Ye Liushui want to negotiate? "
Everyone stared at Divine Emperor Changyun, eager to know the answer.
Divine Emperor Changyun said expressionlessly, "Ye Liushui is arrogant and proud. If he wasn't forced into a corner, he wouldn't negotiate with me.
Therefore, this must be related to the White-Robed Killing God.
However, I have to go personally to find out what Ye Liushui is up to.
Everyone, please don't try to persuade me. I have my own plans. "
With that, he called out the names of Su Chen and a few other generals to follow him to Drifting Cloud Mountain for negotiations.
The remaining generals had to stay in Sunset City and the mining area.
After the meeting, Divine Emperor Changyun left the hall first.
Su Chen and the other generals also left to prepare for tonight's negotiation.
Not long after, everyone was ready. They left Sunset City with Holy Emperor Chang Yun and rushed to Drifting Cloud Mountain.
…
Sixteen hours passed quickly.
It was now midnight. There were only two more hours to midnight.
There was an area of ten miles at the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain. The terrain was quite flat.
The Drifting Cloud Mountain was silent at night.
However, there were ten strong cultivators gathered at the peak.
The leader was a handsome man in a purple robe with white hair and a white beard. He was Martial Saint Ye Liushui.
He was leaning on a golden throne inlaid with jade. He supported his chin with one hand and closed his eyes to rest.
There was a layer of invisible aura around his body, protecting him like a shield.
Even if the night wind blew, it couldn't blow up his clothes and white hair.
In the empty space behind him, nine generals in golden armor stood in a row, quietly and respectfully waiting on him.
In addition, there were more than 50 majestic Divine Guards in silver armor at the edge of the field.
These Divine Guards were spread out and formed a semicircle with the flag of the Heaven End Divine Nation beside them.
Even though the night sky was as dark as ink and the wind was cold, no one moved. They waited quietly.
A heavy and austere aura quietly enveloped the entire mountain peak.
At the same time, 50 kilometers away from Drifting Cloud Mountain.
In the depths of the dark underground, there was a naturally formed cave.
Ji Tianxing, dressed in a white robe, was sitting cross-legged in the cave, silently meditating.
Other than him, there was no one else in the cave.
Both Zhi Bai and Shouhei had suffered heavy injuries. The previous twenty days of fighting had also exhausted their mana and exhausted their strength.
At this moment, the two of them were recuperating in the sword world.
About half an hour later, a thirty feet long shadow suddenly emerged from the dark brown rock layer.
"Shua!"
The black figure quietly came to Ji Tianxing's side and stopped.
Its appearance was like a pangolin. Its entire body was as black as ink and covered in scales. It was the Ksitigarbha Divine Armor that had shrunk countless times.
"Reporting to Master, this subordinate discovered something at the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain."
The Ksitigarbha Divine Armor looked at Ji Tianxing and reported the news to him using divine sense.
Ji Tianxing slowly opened his eyes and asked through voice transmission, "What did you discover?"
The Ksitigarbha Divine Armor replied in a low voice, "The situation is just as Master expected. The people of Heaven End Divine Nation can't hold it in any longer.
This subordinate discovered that a large number of experts have arrived at the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain. Among them, there are more than sixty Tribulation Stage experts and a white-haired Martial Saint … "
Ji Tianxing immediately frowned and said in a low voice, "White-haired Martial Saint? That must be Ye Liushui!
Strange, he should be in a terrible state right now. Why would he bring a large number of experts to the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain? "
Thinking of this, he keenly sensed that the situation was not good. He stepped on the back of the Ksitigarbha Divine Armor and ordered, "Take me to see the situation. What the hell is Ye Liushui doing?"
The Ksitigarbha Divine Armor did not say anything else. Its entire body emitted a mysterious black light that wrapped around him.
In the blink of an eye, it carried Ji Tianxing and drilled into the rock stratum, quietly moving upwards.
It was the overlord of the earth and could manipulate the power of the earth, rocks and mineral veins.
As long as it carefully hid its aura, almost no one could find its trace.
After a short hundred breaths, the Ksitigarbha Divine Armor followed the belly of the mountain and arrived at the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain.
When it was five miles away from the peak of the mountain, it stopped and quietly hid in the rock layer inside the mountain.
Ji Tianxing sat quietly on its back and used its power to cast a secret method to quietly observe the situation at the peak of the mountain.
He soon saw that in the open space with a radius of ten miles on the peak of the mountain, there were indeed more than sixty Tribulation Stage experts gathered.
The most conspicuous one was the white-haired man in front of the crowd. He sat on the throne with a golden saber and a golden saber, exuding an extremely dangerous aura.
"That purple-robed white-haired guy should be Ye Liushui.
Looking at the posture of him and the generals, it seems that he is waiting for someone to come and meet him.
With such a big lineup on the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain, is the person Ye Liushui is waiting for … Su Changyun? "
Ji Tianxing frowned and thought for a moment. He vaguely guessed Ye Liushui's intention.
He decided to lurk in the mountain and secretly monitor Ye Liushui.
On the peak of the mountain, Ye Liushui had been leaning on the throne and quietly resting with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, he felt something. He vaguely perceived that a wisp of Divine Thought was sweeping around.
He immediately frowned and opened his eyes to look at the ground under his feet.
But at this moment, in the night sky not far away, a bright five-colored brilliance lit up.
A five-colored auspicious cloud cut through the night sky and was moving as fast as lightning.
"Swoosh!"
In just a few breaths, the five-colored auspicious cloud arrived at the peak of Drifting Cloud Mountain and slowly descended.
Ye Liushui, the nine generals and more than fifty Immortal Guards all looked at the five-colored auspicious cloud with cold and hostile eyes.
After the five-colored auspicious cloud dissipated, the figures of ten experts appeared.
The leader was a white-haired man in a golden robe and a purple cloak.
This man was tall and burly and had a majestic appearance. He exuded the noble and powerful aura of a Martial Sage.
He was Holy Emperor Changyun.
Behind him was a young man in a golden robe. It was Su Chen.
In addition to the father and son, there were eight other generals in armor. They all carried swords and walked over with majestic expressions.
In the blink of an eye, Holy Emperor Changyun brought Su Chen and the others to the scene and stood still.
He looked coldly at Ye Liushui, who was a thousand feet away, and asked in an indifferent tone, "Ye Liushui, you sent someone to send me a letter and asked me to meet here. What do you want?"
Su Chen and the eight generals of the Luoshui Divine Kingdom all stared at Ye Liushui with vigilance.
Ye Liushui saw that everyone was as if they were facing a great enemy. He could not help but curl his lips and reveal a playful sneer.
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